Saturday, November 2, 2024

यह कविता एक व्यक्ति के जीवन को एक बहते हुए दरिया के रूप में प्रस्तुत करती है, जिसमें उसके अनुभवों, संघर्षों और यात्राओं का समावेश है। दरिया का प्रवाह उन पहाड़ों, जंगलों और खेतों से होकर गुजरता है, जिन्होंने उसके अस्तित्व और व्यक्तित्व को आकार दिया है। तूफान उन बाहरी ताकतों या लोगों का प्रतीक है, जो उस व्यक्ति के स्वाभाविक प्रवाह को बदलना चाहते हैं।

दरिया के रुख को बदलने का मतलब केवल उसके प्रवाह को ही नहीं, बल्कि उन सभी तत्वों को भी बदलना है, जिन्होंने उसे वह बनाया है जो वह है।



बहते दरिया का रुख बदलना चाहते हो, 

तुम तूफान हो? क्या सब कुछ बदलना चाहते हो?

पहाड़ों को छील कर, जंगलों की झील तर, 

पहाड़ों, जंगलों का अस्तित्व बदलना चाहते हो? 

बहते दरिया का व्यक्तित्व बदलना चाहते हो?

खेतों को सींच कर, नहरों को भींच कर, 

खेतों, नहरों का, अतीत बदलना चाहते हो

इस दरिया का प्रतीत बदलना चाहते हो?

गाँवों का बल देख, शहरों का छल देख, 

गाँव, शहरों का, स्वभाव बदलना चाहते हो? 

इस दरिया का प्रवाह बदलना चाहते हो? 

समुंद में समा कर, सागर को अपना कर, 

सागर, समुंदर की रीत बदलना चाहते हो? 

तुम इस दरिया की प्रीत बदलना चाहते हो? 

तुम तूफान हो? क्या सब कुछ बदलना चाहते हो?

बहते दरिया का रुख बदलना चाहते हो? 


-अभिनव शर्मा "दीप" 

Monday, September 16, 2024

प्यार क्या है?

प्यार क्या है? 

एक एहसास, या कुछ ख़ास?

या दिल को बेहलाने वाला,

बस एक आभास?

प्यार क्या है? 


प्यार क्या है? 

कोइ लिबास, या बद-हवास? 

या किसी को पाने की, 

बस एक प्यास?

प्यार क्या है?


प्यार क्या है?

हर स्वास, या अंध-विश्वास?  

या जिये जाने की, 

बस एक आस? 

प्यार क्या है?


-अभिनव शर्मा "दीप" 


Friday, July 5, 2024

My Father ...my source of life

                        30 July 1960 - 05 June 2024

I write this tribute in honor of my father,  Mr. Amar Deep Sharma. We had known him in the recent years as a humble, kind, jovial and loving personality. Someone who associated closely with kids and animals and shared the love among all he met. With this tribute I intend to bring to light his upbringing, career and achievements through his life.

Born on 30th July 1960 to Shri. Pritam Das Sharma and Smt. Dwarki Devi as 4th child in a very humble background. Despite being uneducated, his mother, Smt. Dwarki Devi ensure proper education to all her children. Having seen difficult days in early childhood, my father realized the importance of education and had immense focus on his studies. Specially the importance of Maths and English, in which he excelled throughout his student career, to the extent that he scored 100/100 in Maths during his matriculation exams. He graduated with Masters in Commerce and joined TISCO as an apprentice but soon switched to AG Office as Clk in Patna. On noticing the malpractices in AG Office, he wasn’t satisfied with the work environment and was looking for better opportunities until LIC happened and in 1982 he joined LIC as HGA.

In Feb 1987, he married his beautiful talented wife, Smt. Romila Sharma and soon moved to Sindri, got blessed with 2 sons and within a few years cracked the officer cadre exam and got posted to Katrasgarh as AAO in 1996. In order to provide continued education to his growing children he chose not to shift his family and spent the three years in Katrasgarh on his own, while visiting Sindri only during weekends. It was also during this phase of his life, where he found his guru in Babaji and took Namdaan in 1996 thereby commencing his spiritual journey towards atonement. My mother and him, together took Babaji's blessings as they started walking this path and guiding each other through. 

Professionally in 1999 he got his promotion to Asst. Branch Manager and got posted to Ranchi. His career thereafter took off to greater heights, assuming appointments of ABM in various branches in Ranchi and Jamshedpur.

In year 2002 he picked up promotion to Branch Manager and moved to Visakhapatnam. After 7 years in Vizag in different branches he got transferred to Hyderabad in year 2009, and took over the responsibility of Sr. Branch Manager, City Branch II Basheerbagh. Hyderabad also witnessed him picking his promotion as Asst. Divisional Manager before he moved to Kurnool in year 2017 to head the Kurnool Division as Divisional Manager.

He retired in year 2020 after 37 years of decorated career in LIC. Through his distinguished career, he made many friends, was mentor to scores of youngsters who remember him fondly for his guidance and shaping their career. His friendship with his colleagues and superiors have lasted 20 years and more. He was blessed with this uncanny ability to make everyone feel special and valued, whether it was through his work or his simple everyday acts of kindness that touched many lives.

As a husband he was the most loving, caring and supportive. During his 37 years of marriage he created unforgettable memories. In my mother he found undaunted and fearless partner and together they provided a family and an environment of growth, trust and happiness. Graduating from a time where he wouldn’t let her sit behind him in scooter near his society out of shyness, to traveling the world together, hand in hand, they came a long distance. Being an avid traveler, he travelled the lengths and breadths of the country in his car with her. He also ensured that this culture passed on to his children.

It was only in Feb, that they celebrated their 37th anniversary and he was showering my mother with flowers as she blushed. The void that he leaves behind will cause immeasurable pain, however the memories that they created together will last her a lifetime and more, since each of those moments of the 37 years have been worth re-living.

As a father towards his kids, he was loving and forgiving. He was a constant guiding light, in whose brightness we shined. His unwavering support ensured that we grew as individuals and as professionals. The sacrifices he made gave us a comfortable life, a growing environment and a cherished childhood. He inculcated the right values and wisdom in us, that he has made us capable of standing on our own and carry forward his name like a shining light, just like the lohri he used to sing to us as kids, “मेरा नाम करेगा रोशनजग में मेरा राज दुलारा”.

It is said the loss of a father is the greatest loss of all, and losing him is going to hurt even more, since we also lost a guide, a mentor, a friend, a confidante with whom we could share anything under the sky. The holding of his hand during our difficult times, the comforting hug, the calming words are going to be missed immensely. The void that he leaves will forever hurt, but his memories with us and his name through us will live on.

As a brother he was a best friend and confidante. Gave seamless support to his siblings, always there as an advisor, a shoulder to lean on, or simply someone to share a joke with. His infectious laughter and boundless energy could light up any room. Although his passing is heartbreaking, but we find comfort in knowing that his love, warmth and countless memories shall live on.

As a friend he was the most fun to be with and through his one liner he could immediately change the mood. His incredible kindness, and infectious sense of humor could brighten your day no matter how tough things seemed. His remarkable ability to bring joy to everyone around him, and his presence was a constant source of comfort and happiness.

Though my father, Mr. Amar Deep Sharma may no longer be with us in body, his spirit, love and the memories we shared will remain in our hearts forever. He leaves behind a legacy, and we will try and live upto it to the best of our ability. We try to find strength from his memories we hold and draw satisfaction from the way of life he taught us. The pain of his loss will never reduce, but with time we will just get used to living with it. The path of life and spirituality that he showed us, will guide us through to the rest of our journey in this life and beyond. We are positive that Papa's soul has joined the almighty and he no longer participates in this cycle of karma. We hang on to his memories, and draw strength from them to live each day remembering his smile, his words, his hug...

Thanks.

 

Wednesday, February 14, 2024

उफ़ तुम्हारा शर्मा

 उफ़ तुम्हारा शर्माना, 

नज़रे हटा कर पलकें झपकाना, 

हथेलियों से चेहरा छुपाना, 

सर झुका कर छुप जाना, 

उफ़ तुम्हारा शर्माना |


बातें कहते-कहते रुक जाना,

और फिर बातें ही भूल जाना,

कहीं, पूछ लू अगर,

तो बस, सिर्फ, मुस्कराना, 

उफ़ तुम्हारा शर्माना |


कभी ज़ुल्फ़ो से चेहरा छुपाना, 

कभी नज़रे हटा कर मुस्कराना,

कभी यूं पलट कर चले जाना, 

कि जाते जाते-

मेरी दुनिया भी ले जाना,

उफ़ तुम्हारा शर्माना |


कभी मुस्करा कर यूं देखना,

और नज़रो से बताना,

कि कैसे हर लम्हे मे समा कर,

बनता है लम्हों का फ़साना,

उफ़ तुम्हारा शर्माना |


- अभिनव शर्मा "दीप"